I’m with my father in a strange cemetary that is open in the middle and has graves all along the edges.
I remember thinking "It’s lucky my grandmother is buried here."
We visit her grave. You can see her lying in the grave. The casket is open and there’s s sheet of ice over it. Her face is covered with ice.
My mother is there with her family. I try to wave her off but my father sees her.
We all look at the grave together.
